By the time Cheng Xia regained her senses, she could no longer hide her anger. She, who had everything she wanted for so many years, had never endured such neglect and mockery. Even children dared to bully her now. Hmph, that damnable Song Yongyi even dared to lay a hand on her, so with a cold face she said, "What do you mean?"
Yongyi, usually a very gentle person, hardly ever had a confrontation with anyone. However, at this moment, for the sake of the children, she was ready to give her all.
Protecting the children behind her, she stared coldly at Cheng Xia and spoke, "You have the nerve to ask me what I mean? What is your purpose coming here? Why are you bullying my niece? And trying to grab my little pomegranate, what are your intentions?"
Upon hearing this, Cheng Xia felt a moment of unease, but then she quickly composed herself, stood properly, and slowly straightened her clothes before saying, "You ask me what my intentions are, I should be the one asking you."
